Our scarlet days

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Cameron, Vanessa and Meagan are three women living in the glamorous city that is New York. Cameron is engaged to be married, Vanessa is wondering if a little white lie will be the reason of a relationship going wrong and Meagan no longer seems to care about her marriage. Is this the end of the union between her and her husband? Does Cameron really know the man she is getting married to? And has Vanessa chosen the right guy for a new romance in Nyc?

Chapter 1 (v.1) - Our scarlet days

Submitted: December 25, 2011

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CHAPTER 1

Cameron

How weird is it that some of us get the privilege of seeing our lives take the path we so dearly hoped it would, while others watch lifelong dreams completely collapse. My life is taking a turn for the better today. This is what I’ve wanted him to do for a while. I’m crying.

That’s how I mark the mild stones in my life. I cry. I cried when I graduated from high school because for some reason I never thought the day would come. I cried when my first boyfriend and I called it quits. It was a mutual decision, yet it was a separation nonetheless. And now I am crying again, and Kellan is surprised. I knew I would cry, but not this much. I can’t seem to be able to stop myself.

‘Are those happy tears or sad ones’ He asks with a genuine smile and a little concern in his face.

Chocked up, I manage to say ‘happy ones’

“At the risk of making you cry again” he stares into my eyes, so much love in his, “Will you do me the honor of becoming MRS. Kellan Hansworth?”

I finally stop sobbing and smile a big smile. “Yes “, I reply what he has been patiently waiting for me to reply.

He reaches over the tray- in which he had put a chocolate cake and plunged the ring into, telling me that even if I was on diet or watching my weight, I would not be able to refuse what he had as an original breakfast on the tray for me- and I stretch my hands to the back of his head as I indulge in a passionate kiss with my now, soon to be husband.

 

I met Kellan four years ago, in Hong Kong. Embarking on that trip, I had never imagined I would meet my future, soon to be husband. Don’t I just love saying that?

August 2006

I was the 19 year old girl, had always lived at home, never worked a day in my life, and didn’t think I was worth a guy’s attention.  I had never travelled anywhere, without a “respectable adult” to supervise my stay. And now, there I was, In Asia, so far away from South Africa, just me and Angela, the belovedcousin. The trip all seemed too good to be true. We were on holiday, just the two of us, in Asia! It wasn’t my first time on the continent, but it was my first time discovering it in eyes that did not belong to an eleven year old kid.

We had been planning our trip to Asia for about nine months. These holidays were going to be the best ones of our lives.

To say the truth, I wasn’t sure these holiday plans we had for Hong Kong were going to see the day. If this time was going to be like any other time we tried to organize holidays, we could forget about Hong Kong. The year before making it to Hong Kong we had planned on making it to Argentina! With me preparing to graduate from high school and Angela trying to make it through her first year in college we had not taken the time to plan our trip. That wasn’t the real problem though, we were also broke!

The year before our failed trip to Argentina, we wanted to head off to New York City, because Jay-Z’s song Empire State of Mind was enough motivation to want to buy a plane ticket straight to the US.

When we thought everything would work out the man who would be in charge of making the discounts on our accommodation disappeared. Later on, mom and dad realized that even If Angela was already 18, I was still only 17, and it was way too early to send us on our own to the city that never sleeps!

It’s easy to imagine just how happy we were to realize that we had made it all the way to our destination this time!

We both left on August 9th. Angela left from London and I from Johannesburg. We met up in Dubai, and took our connecting flight to Hong Kong together.

 

Since I had never worked a day in my life, I hadn’t contributed financially to this trip. When it had been time to pay for the ticket and my parents asked me how much I had come up with for the trip I had told them I had enough to get a one way ticket to Hong Kong; nothing else. Thank goodness dad had found a new job, working the family out of the financial hole we had been in for a long while. The money I had saved came from generous sums of money I received on my birthday and the bonds that had been sent to me by my aunts previously.

Needless to say, mom and dad were not going to send me halfway across the world without coming up with the money for a return ticket! They paid are entire trip, and since Angela had done a greater job at saving her money, she ended up with a lot of it for shopping. The best memory I have of the trip is meeting him…

 


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